Dragon Soul Agent

Originally, Ouyang Baanruo thought that Ye Zifeng's memory of this song would be enough to intimidate the audience. But Ouyang Baanruo had never thought that Zhang Qiang, this guy, would actually still challenge him even at a time like this.

Regarding this, Ouyang Baanruo could only say one thing: You are asking for trouble.

Indeed, in Ouyang Baanruo's opinion, Zhang Qiang was asking for trouble, since Ye Zifeng was able to play the entire memory of Tang Juan, then the rest of the songs should not be a problem for Ye Zifeng. If he still challenged someone in a situation where he knew he wasn't good enough, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

This was already the second time Zhang Qiang had challenged Ye Zifeng.

On Zhang Qiang's first challenge, Ye Zifeng did not care about him, but this time it was different. With the rewards that Ouyang Baanruo had promised him, Ye Zifeng was more than eager to see Zhang Qiang challenge him, right? Zhang Qiang's words had coincidentally fallen into Ye Zifeng's trap.

But at this moment, the entire pianist classroom was in an uproar. A group of girls, who were here to watch the show, was shouting with all their might: "Ye Zifeng, don't be cowardly, promise him, promise him!"

"Dou Qin, Dou Qin, Dou Qin …"

Facing the waves of "public sentiment", Ye Zifeng merely smiled and spread his hands. Seeing that Ye Zifeng had something to say, the large piano classroom quickly quietened down.

Ye Zifeng and Zhang Qiang who were standing opposite of each other, started to burst in flames.

Ye Zifeng laughed and said: ", I did not expect you to be so persistent. But now that I have my own name, I don't think I need to accept your challenge at all. "

Just when everyone thought that Ye Zifeng was about to push the hall again and felt waves of disappointment, they never thought that Ye Zifeng would change the topic and laughed: "However, I have already rejected you once, so if I were to reject you again now, it would seem as if I am afraid of you."

Pausing for a moment, Ye Zifeng laughed: "Alright, since that's the case, I'll grant your wish and accept your challenge. However, Zhang Qiang, I have something to say first, since we want to play the zither, then we should be lucky. Otherwise, everyone in the piano department would want to play with me if they were happy. I can't even manage eight hands right? "

Hearing Ye Zifeng's request, Zhang Qiang was actually stunned. He didn't know what was going on and felt a strange dilemma. After all, Zhang Qiang was only the child of a normal family. If the "rich second generation" Ye Zifeng went crazy and bet one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, Zhang Qiang wouldn't have that much money.

However, the challenge was sent by Zhang Qiang, so he could not withdraw at this time, and could only hesitate for a moment.

Seemingly being able to see through Zhang Qiang's thoughts, Ye Zifeng's face revealed a condescending smile, and said: ", you don't have to bear any psychological burdens. The wager I'm talking about is just for words, and it doesn't need anything else. If you beat me, I'll say the same thing to you, okay? "

Ye Zifeng's request was polite, but it was not excessive. He immediately won the goodwill from the entire piano department's students.

Hearing Ye Zifeng's words, Zhang Qiang immediately threw away the burden on his heart, and fiercely snorted: "Alright, we'll do as you say!"

Seeing that Zhang Qiang had agreed, Ye Zifeng immediately smiled slightly, without saying much more, he immediately walked towards the piano that he had just played. Zhang Qiang also quickly stood up, holding back his energy, he walked towards the piano opposite Ye Zifeng.

There was definitely more than one piano in the big room of Zhonghai Art Academy, so it was a necessary condition for Ye Zifeng to play the Dou Qin with Zhang Qiang.

At this moment, the whole piano room was in absolute silence. This battlefield without smoke seemed to be getting increasingly tense. Everyone's eyes, including Mo Lan's, were fixated on Ye Zifeng and Zhang Qiang's figures.

"Who among you will win in the end?"

Below the podium, some people were already starting to speculate in whispers.

"I don't know!"

If not for Tang Juan's previous memory, everyone would have guessed that Zhang Qiang had won. However, the situation now was different. No one knew who would obtain the final victory in the battle of the Zither, and even Mo Lan did not have the confidence to win.

Seated at the side of the piano, Ye Zifeng smiled slightly at first, then turned to Zhang Qiang at the other side and asked: "Who wants to go first?"

Zhang Qiang said without a trace of politeness: "I'll go first!"

With that, Zhang Qiang's fingertips began to move across the piano's interface. His fingers were extremely skilled, and the second piano concerto immediately entered everyone's ears.

"Damn, isn't this Zhang Qiang a bit too ruthless? He immediately got himself into such a difficult situation …"

"It looks like Zhang Qiang wants to defeat Ye Zifeng in a moment..."

The second piano concerto was one that Zhang Qiang had practiced for a long time. The song that he planned to use to participate in Zhong Hai's piano performance was the same as Tang Juan's memory, one of the ten hardest piano pieces in the world. The reason why Zhang Qiang took out this kind of song at the start of the match was to make things difficult for Ye Zifeng.

But unfortunately, he made a mistake in his calculations, Ye Zifeng was not afraid of him at all. After distinguishing the melody, Ye Zifeng immediately swiped his finger across, and the sound immediately followed.

"Listen up, Ye Zifeng's supersonic speed is catching up!"

The two of them played the second piano concerto at the same time, which was a bit dizzying.

Although they were both from the second piano concerto, Mo Lan felt that there was still a difference. Although Zhang Qiang was very skilled at playing, his weakness was that it happened too quickly, and Ye Zifeng's speed of sound seemed to not be affected by Zhang Qiang at all, it was due to Zhang Chi's strength.

At the moment, Ye Zifeng was relaxed, but Zhang Qiang had the thought of beating Ye Zifeng, and seeing that Ye Zifeng had caught up to him, Zhang Qiang quickly changed the tune.

A second piano concerto immediately became Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata.

Ye Zifeng sneered, "Moonlight Sonata, I know it too!"

In just an instant, Ye Zifeng had also changed the tune, and followed along.

Zhang Qiang was playing faster and faster, and the shock in his heart was getting bigger and bigger. In merely ten minutes, Zhang Qiang tried to change the tune several times to make it difficult for Ye Zifeng, but it was simply not enough for him. Ye Zifeng seemed to be able to catch all of the tracks, causing Zhang Qiang to feel waves of confusion and puzzlement.

"I don't believe that your brain can hold all the piano pieces in the world!"

Zhang Qiang became even more determined as he continued to change the tune.

As for the Ye Zifeng at that moment, he shook his head in boredom, and immediately after, Ye Zifeng did something that caused all the students in the pianist classroom to be completely flabbergasted.

Everyone looked at Ye Zifeng in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.

The most shocked was none other than Mo Lan, who was standing on the stage. Mo Lan's heart was currently weak, and looking at Ye Zifeng's dancing fingers on the piano, he was surprised: This is possible?